Do Miracles

I do miracles
Though the lash of the whip
Has caused your flesh to tear
I will place my lips on you everywhere
And I'll do miracles
Blood
On your slender hips
Blood
Underneath your eyes
Blood
On your firm young thighs
Let me kiss it away
So that I can hear you say
That I do miracles

Though your breath racks your ribs
And you throb with pain
There's a juice on my lips
For each purple stain
And my hair sweeps your chest
Like the cool, black rain
You can't explain, though you will see
I do miracles
There are miracles in me

I do miracles
I do miracles
As I cradle you close and caress each bruise
What I've come here to give
You must not refuse!

There is love in my touch that is yours to use
And if you choose, just breathe my name
And there I'll be
Doing miracles
I do miracles
There are miracles in me



Credits
Writer(s): Fred Ebb, John Kander
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